(Bill Berry/Peter Buck/Mike Mills/Michael Stipe). . Did you never call? I waited for your call. These rivers of suggestion are driving me away. The trees will bend, the cities wash away.
I'm not a sailor. I'm not so strong out of my shoes. Dragging like anchors. . Over the ocean. Pearls in the sky strung 'round the moon. Pointing to you.
(Steve Curtis). . Late last night, I missed my train. I walked back to the car and drove home again. Just outside of Pittsburgh, it's really not that far.
Hey, was that you floating past the tree line?. Hey, was that a feather in your hand?. No, I don't mean to ask these questions. No, I don't mean to rush your heart.
Hey dear, you know I hate to go. Just lay here listening to the radio. Upstairs, hiding from the world below. The day fading on the dial. . Downstairs, wait for the mailman.
Hoverin' by my suitcase. Tryin' to find a warm place to spend the night. A heavy rain is fallin'. Seems I hear your voice callin', "It's all right". .
Are you alone now? Did you lose the monkey?. He gave you backaches and now you slouch. He didn't mean it, he's just a dumb ape. Reading Playboy on your couch.
Let's go out walking, I know where to meet. The corner of Pacific Street. 'Cause I feel restless and I just can't sleep. I need to show you something.
(Bob Hoffnar/Dan Messe). . Old Adam the crow. He's building a home in your field. Where bitter weeds grow all around the corn. Will you be the father.
Mean are the winds that tear at the palms. A tiny baby is crying, then calms. And curses ring out instead of the psalms. I don't know. . And black are the sounds, dragged from the trains.
(Traditional). . Now the day is over,. Night is drawing nigh,. Shadows of the evening. Steal across the sky.. . Now the darkness gathers,. Stars begin to peep,.
Who's the girl inside of the blue screen light?. The sun is just pouring out. And everything is out of sight. . Turn around the room is just black and white.
Night like a river, banks are steep. Carry my burden, bury my worry deep. It's like she told me some time ago. There's plenty for harvest, then the cold winds blow.
Forty years since you washed ashore. Carried out of the sea. On the mast of a man-o-war. That once brought you to me. . Throw your overcoat over a chair.
There's a man in a cutaway. Buying drinks for the room. All the cheer raining down on the day. Comes to nothing and leaves by the broom. . On the streets named for presidents.
(Traditional). . The bed is too small for my tired head. Bring me a hill soft with trees. Tuck a cloud up under my chin.
The milk truck hauls the sun up. And the paper hits the door. The subway shakes my floor. And I think about you. . Time to face the dawning gray. Of another lonely day.
I should wake up this town. My heart's on fire. Main road and no one's around. As the flames climb higher. . I have been here before. And I know the way.
There's a lazy eye that looks at you. And sees you, the same as before. When you lay beside me every night. Though now you are with me, no more. . I can still see the hem of your dress.
We got married in a fever. Hotter than a pepper sprout. We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson. Ever since the fire went out. . I'm goin' to Jackson. I'm gonna mess around.